Mysterious journey

Only on the thin line between life and death can one see a person's true perseverance and terror.

Garen undoubtedly did it. He faced this fear calmly and did not even care to despise it. He had faced too many life and death.

Perhaps when he faced death for the first time in the world of secret martial arts, he would have uncontrollably trembled, but now he is no longer the good-for-nothing ordinary person he was before.

Hesas couldn't understand why Garen was so excited. Just like he could never become his true form and be resurrected, he was just a memory and incomplete.

'You' he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

Garen checked his physical condition and found that his right eye could no longer recover, but most of the other injuries on his body had healed.

"Nadia" he whispered, reaching out to touch the empty socket of his right eye.

This is the first time he has suffered such a serious injury since he became a martial artist. Nadia was indeed the pinnacle expert in ancient times, and she was able to injure him like this just from being so far away.

But this battle also made Garen understand something about his deepest desire.

Fight with the strong, let your will sublimate in the battle, between life and death, climb to a higher peak, enjoy the battle, and pursue the battle. This is the nature that has always been hidden deep in his heart.

Garen stretched out his hands and looked at the scars that remained on his arms. The physical pain still lingered in his heart, but the strong stimulation and pleasure had completely disappeared.

For the first time, he recognized the gap between him and the legion-level masters. According to Hesas's description, Gu Yinduo divided the levels into five levels: soldiers, teams, generals, legions, and the highest demon king.

This is divided according to the level of void creatures. He is currently at the third level general level, while Nadia is at the legion level. There is one level difference between the two.

In the world of void creatures, a gap in one level represents absolute suppression. Numbers are meaningless. Suppression by level is fatal and absolute, leaving no room for resistance.

"Even though I have almost recovered the peak power of the totem world, there is still a huge gap between me and Nadia." Garen understood in his heart that the sixth form of the totem world seemed to have a very strong range of power, but in fact it was the same as the world. It has to do with strength. The strength of the totem world is far less than that of this world, so the six types there are only as strong as generals.

"How big is the difference between one level?" Garen suddenly asked.

Hesas was silent for a moment, knowing what Garen wanted to ask.

‘The difference between you and Nadia is that you failed to truly integrate all your strengths and tap your full potential. In fact, you also have the soul and will of a nine-headed dragon, and can naturally produce the blood of a nine-headed dragon, but you have not tapped into the terrifying resurrection ability talent like Nadia. ’

"Tap all my abilities and talents?" Garen asked repeatedly.

'Yes, your things are mixed. The will of the nine-headed dragon, the secret martial arts of life that you practice, and the countless martial arts that you have learned before, in fact, you have not completely integrated into one, eliminating the waste and retaining the essence. , those secret martial arts are one by one in your memory. You only understand them thoroughly, but you cannot completely integrate your own martial arts. You can only create your own secret martial arts. Note that it is completely your own thing. The next direction is to find the path that suits you best and your direction. ’ Hesas did not fool Garen this time, but answered his question honestly.

Garen pondered.

Indeed, what he has learned all this time has been too mixed, and the direction has always been drifting with the tide, without a real main line. This is certainly because he can't find a path that will allow him to continue on, but it's also because he doesn't insist on following through.

In the world of secret martial arts, he learned a lot of secret martial arts, changing one after another. His power and strength improved, but it was indeed not pure enough, and it was a hodgepodge.

In the totem world, he learned various totems and transformed himself into a human and a ghost, and even his soul merged into the will of the ancient nine-headed dragon. It was a hodgepodge, and the reason why he finally reached the pinnacle was due to chance.

Hesas was right, he had never been able to find a thoroughfare that could go all the way.

"Do you have any suggestions?" Garen pondered for a moment and finally asked.

‘Guyinduo has disappeared for many years, but the void creatures have flourished again. Perhaps this is fate. ’ Hesas sighed, ‘My suggestion is that what suits others may not necessarily suit you, so it is better to integrate everything you have learned and truly take your future into your own hands. ’ He seemed to say this from the bottom of his heart, without any cover-up.

‘Guyinduo has the Demon King level as its peak, and we have left three avenues. Each one is enough to lead to the top. ’

"Which three?" Garen asked with his heart moving.

‘Life, death, chaos. ’ Hesas whispered, ‘The secret martial arts of life, the secret martial arts of death, and the secret martial arts of chaos between life and death. The three roads are inclusive of everything, cover everything, and are vast, which contain our understanding and thoughts about the universe. ’

He continued: 'If I guessed correctly, the secret martial art of unknown life that you are now renovating should be the seed of life of the Cold Hell Peacock. ’

"Hell Peacock?" Garen heard of this creature for the first time.

‘Yes, the thirty-second most powerful creature among the void creatures has long since disappeared. It is one of the hundreds of inheritance seeds that the warlocks extracted from the True Spirit Mark of the mother river at a great cost. Your secret weapon is based on its seeds as its core, and it continues to grow, develop, and grow derivatively. The final route it takes is actually the last several growth routes of the Cold Prison Peacock. ’

"In other words, this disciple's secret martial arts allows people to imitate powerful void creatures and evolve?" Garen seemed to have heard some hidden meanings.

‘It can be said that the warlocks observe and study the most powerful existences they can see, learn and imitate them, and some extremely powerful creatures among the void creatures have become their imitation objects. This secret martial art is the secret martial arts seed of life developed by the warlock in the later period. It is a powerful way to take the path of life. ’

"Can you reach the peak?" Garen asked.

‘It is possible that the Cold Hell Peacock will be at the Demon King level when it is most powerful, but this chance is very small. Even the Cold Hell Peacock itself has only a small chance of reaching the Demon King level. Using a human body to practice imitating void creatures is impossible to compare with the real Cold Hell Peacock, so the pinnacle of this secret martial arts should be at the legion level,' Hesas explained.

‘Without a deep understanding of the Great Dao and a true understanding of the horror of the Demon King level, you will never be able to reach that state. The levels of void creatures are very strict, and it is even more difficult to cross them than to reach the sky, so now you understand the value of my magic-killing skills, right? ’

Garen's expression remained unchanged. He would never regret abolishing the Demonic Killing Technique. He would regret what he had done and do it half-heartedly. It had no meaning other than a waste of time, and it was not his personality.

‘That’s a top-notch magic skill capable of wielding a sword at the level of a demon king! There is absolutely no hope for you to find another secret weapon like this! ’ Hesas began to confuse and try to persuade Garen again.

Garen automatically blocked Hesas's nonsense. Focus on your own state.

He glanced at the attribute bar in his field of vision, and the name of the Secret Martial Arts of Unknown Life had changed to Cold Hell Peacock Kung Fu. And as his knowledge of high-level secret weapons increased, he was gradually able to estimate the limits of the secret weapons he was born with. As a result, more content was displayed on the attribute column of the supernatural power.

'Cold Hell Peacock Kung Fu: The first level of entry (there are five basic levels, three derived levels, and eight levels of full power). Each level of the skill will purify one's own bloodline and gradually move closer to the cold hell peacock physique. Finally, Achieve the highest form, the limit is legion level. ’

Other information is unknown, but it is much better than before.

He looked at his potential points and saw that there were still ten points left. He had used up two or three points to repair his body. He didn't pay attention to the specific number, but the injury this time was too serious. It was not just the injury caused by Nadia. There is also the horrific consumption caused by his own forced opening of the fourth star, which is the consumption of lifespan. The key has no potential points to replenish it, so he can only pay the price of more than ten years of lifespan.

He stood up, walked to the door of the room, gently unlocked it, and opened the door.

The little maid who hurriedly ran over from the door was still in a daze at first, but when she saw the bloody and bloody state of Garen's right eye.

ah! !

The exclamations and fears continued to sound, and the maids in the villa looked at Galen with horrified eyes. They gathered from around, some from downstairs, and some from the backyard in a hurry, and soon they were surrounding Galen. a group of people.

Garen frowned and saw several of his men walking over from the crowd. He took off the black copper mask he put on the bookcase next to him and put it directly on his face.

Slowly raise your right hand and spread your fingers.

"Huanlou Fist, forget...!"

Amidst a low sound, Garen's right palm suddenly made a seductive and soft strange sound, like the plucking of a harp or the trembling of a violin, emitting a seductive vocal like a siren.

Throughout the villa, the maids and subordinates were attracted by this sound, and all their minds couldn't help but look at Garen's right hand.

For a moment, the entire second floor was silent. No one made a sound. Everyone's face was blank. They were staring at Garen's right hand and couldn't look away.

Gently clenching his fist, the phantom sound suddenly stopped. Garen put down his hand and touched the mask on his face.

Snap.

He clapped his hands together and made a crisp sound, and suddenly the people on the entire floor who had been confused came to their senses.

The group of people seemed a little confused and at a loss. They seemed to have no idea why they suddenly came to the second floor. After hesitating for a while, the two head maids stood up.

"Master, do you have any instructions?" one of them asked in a low voice.

Everyone noticed the bits of blood splattered on Garen's body, as well as the black copper mask on his face. But no one remembered why he put on the mask, and the memory of Garen being blind in one eye disappeared directly from his mind, as if he had never seen it before.